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Undercover

Undercover

Chin Ho Kelly x Reader

“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this, Cat.” Y/N muttered into her ear piece as she stepped out of the town car that was sent for her.

There was a chuckle on the other end of the ear piece, “You are going to have fun, Y/N. Chin Ho is waiting for you just inside the entrance.”

Y/N hummed in acknowledgement as she walked through the fancy dressed crowd. She didn’t want to say anything in response, because there were little henchmen walking around. She smiled softly at the henchmen that held the door for her, fluttering her eyes at him. She noticed a soft blush form on the apples of his cheeks– which made her grin. She had taken four steps into the ritzy party hall before a gentleman stepped up to her side.

“Hello, I am Chin Ho Kelly.” He whispered, interlocking their arms.

Y/N smiled up at him, “Nice to meet you, Chin Ho. I am Y/N Y/L/N.” They walked through the crowd towards the open bar. “I think I am gonna need a drink.” She joked.

He grinned, “I don’t think one would hurt.” He led them to the bar, using his manners to push them through the people crowding the bar. “Two glasses of champagne.”

The bartender nodded quietly, practically jumping into action to get their drinks. Chin Ho handed him a $20 tip as he took the glasses, causing the bartender to smile. Y/N mouthed thank you to him as she took the glass from Chin Ho.

He led her to an empty corner that gave them the perfect view of the whole room. “So, how do you know Catherine?” He asks, taking a sip of his drink.

“The military. I was a translator/combat specialist.” Y/N shared, as she too took a drink. She scanned the room, quickly finding their target.

Chin looked her up and down, silently wondering how she could be a combat specialist. “How?” He trailed off.

She grinned, giving him the side eye. “I was raised in a Boxing/UFC Gym in Boston.” She downed the rest of the champagne, dropping the glass on the tray of a passing waiter. “I think I want to dance, my darling.” She took his hand and pulled him towards the dance floor.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, feeling a spark as he pulled her closer. “So, why are we dancing?”

She laid her head on his shoulder and whispered, “Our subject just pulled his wife onto the dance floor, which means we can get close to them and slip the bug into his pocket.”

He leaned down and pressed his lips against her cheek. “That is a smart idea.”

They pulled away and got into a Waltz position. The music changed as they moved through the other couples, towards the hosts of the event. The MVP’s of this event were at the center of the party, letting everyone know how important they are. As Chin and Y/N got closer, Y/N started acting giggly and clumsy.

Chin squeezed her hand twice to tell her they were close. Y/N nodded softly, pretending to trip backwards onto their subject.

Y/N gasped dramatically, “I am so sorry.” She began to panic as she noticed who she bumped into. “Mr.Cash, I am so sorry. I think I may have a little too much to drink.” She reached to help him steady him, slipping the bug under the collar of his shirt.

He brushed her away, “It is alright, Ms…?” He started as he moved to check on his wife.

“Mrs. Hartwell, sir. I work in accounting.” She responded, trying to sound mousy. “Again, I apologize for bumping into you.”

He nodded absentmindedly. “It is alright, Mrs. Hartwell. Though, I think that you should lay off the alcohol for the rest of the event.”

He didn’t wait for another response from her to walk away. Y/N turned to Chin, who was trying to remain serious, and smiled. She locked her arm with his and walked them outside. As they stepped through the door, the same town car that dropped her off pulled up. Ever the gentleman, Chin Ho opened the door for her and let her slide into the car before getting in himself.

The driver turned around, “good work you too.”

Chin chuckled, “had an amazing partner, boss.” He nudged her arm, which made her smile.

“Not too bad yourself, Mr. Kelly.” She nudged him back.

~Back at the Office~

Steve held open the door for Y/N and Chin Ho. Danny, Kono, and Catherine were standing around the computer table. “Cat, you and I are going to have words..” Y/N joked as she removed her heels and tossed them at her friend.

Catherine moved out of the way with a laugh. “I am sorry, girl. There is a change of clothes in Chin’s office for both of you.”

Chin led her to his office, again holding the door open for her. There was a set of clothes for them both sitting on his desk. “I can step out, so that you can have some privacy…” There was some blush to his cheeks, which made Y/N’s heart melt.

She shook her head, “no, you are fine. I rarely had privacy in the military, especially when I was stationed overseas.” She gathered her hair and turned her back to him, “plus I need help undoing my dress.”

Chin gulped, slowly unzipping the dress. At one point, he had to use both hands because the dress got stuck in the zipper. Y/N shivered as his hand brushed against her back, which seemed to awaken something inside him. “You seem a bit ticklish.” He whispered, pressing his body against hers.

“Maybe I am, maybe I’m not.” She responded, her voice quivering. It took her another moment before she pulled away from him. “You will just have to find out.”

Chin froze at her comment, not completely comprehending what she said. He stood there as she dropped her dress, remaining facing away from him. She was wearing a thong that made her ass look full and plump, causing Chin to shift awkwardly towards his own pile of clothes.

Y/N smiled to herself as she slipped on the clothes that Cat had picked out for her, she could feel Chin’s eyes on her butt. As she stepped into her shoes, she said, “I look forward to getting to know you better, Mr. Kelly.”

She didn’t wait for him to reply as she felt a little embarrassed. She had never been so forward with a man, but something about Chin made her feel confident. Cat elbowed her as she took her spot at the computer, Y/N ignored her. As Chin stepped up to stand next to Danny, Steve unmuted the live feed from the bug that Y/N had planted.

Mr. Cash was telling his wife that he had to meet with an investor, but he would be back soon. As he walked away from his wife, Mr.Cash called out for his bodyguard to follow him. Once he was in the safety of an office, Mr. Cash began talking to a man about the murder that Five-O was investigating. Well, that was easier than I thought. Y/N thought.

~Next Day~

Though Y/N was a part of the undercover part of the investigation, she opted out of taking part of the take down. She decided to stay at the palace and go through the rest of the recordings. At some point during the meeting, Mr. Cash and mystery man had switched to speaking Russian. Y/N took it upon herself to translate that part of the tapes, which led her to the realization that Mr. Cash had another murder planned.. The murder of his wife.

Y/N tried to call the team, but no one was picking up. Not wanting to let someone die, Y/N tracked Mrs. Cash’s phone and sent the link to her phone. She left Chin and Catherine a voicemail, telling them what she found and where she was going. She sped through traffic, racing towards the Cash home.

By the time she got there, whoever Mr. Cash hired was already there. Y/N hadn’t thought to bring her gun, so she was going to have to wing it. She grabbed her softball bat from her trunk and raced inside. She heard something shatter on the second floor, so that is where she headed. The master bedroom doors were wide open, allowing Y/N to see the mess from a struggle. She tiptoed her way into the room, trying not to alert anyone of her presents.

The hired killer was on top of Mrs. Cash with his hands wrapped around her neck. Mrs. Cash was kicking and moving around, trying to get him to let go. Y/N came up behind them and smacked the man upside the head. The man fell forward, releasing his hold on Mrs.Cash- who screamed as she tried to push him off. Y/N grabbed ahold of his collar and yanked him off of her.

After clearing his head, he swung his elbow back at her– hitting her in the face. She grunted, grabbing onto his elbow and wrapping one leg around it. With his arm strained behind his back, Y/N leaned back to dislocate his shoulder. He screamed and tried to roll over, which caused her to press more weight on him.

“Stop moving!” She shouted, struggling to keep her hold on him.

“Fuck you!” He bucked, causing her to fall backwards. He forced himself onto his back, kicking her in the chest.

Y/N fell back with a grunt, her head smacking against the floor. She hissed, feeling the world spin a little. The assassin lunged at her, ready to choke the life out of her. She used both legs to keep him away, kicking him in the chest. He grabbed one of her legs, using it to pull her closer to him. Y/N flung her leg around his head, squeezing as she forced him to the ground. She punched him in the face, breaking his nose.

He tried to fight her, but she just squeezed harder. She hit him one final time, knocking him unconscious.

“Y/N!” Catherine yelled as she entered the master bedroom.

Y/N fell onto her back, breathing heavily. “I’m okay… him not so much.” She pushed his limp body away, so that she could get up. “Did Mrs.Cash get out?”

Catherine squatted down next to her, a proud smirk on her face. “Yeah, she is down with EMTs. I think you might need to get checked out too.”

Y/N chuckled, wiping the blood gushing from her nose. “I think I will be fine.”

Catherine passed off the assassin to HPD in favor of walking Y/N downstairs. Chin Ho was pacing the sidewalk just outside of the Cash residence. He jumped at her, wrapping Y/N in his arms. “I was so worried about you..” He coughed, “you shouldn’t have gone in alone.”

She shook her head at him, a wide grin gracing her face. “I am fine.”

Steve and Danny walked out of the house, towards the rest of the team. “I think Y/N might need to join the team.” Steve stated.

Y/N shook her head, “No, I like being in retirement too much.” The team booed.. “But I think I could be talked into a paid consultant position though.”

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Bringing Back Bad Memories

Matt Simmons x Reader

Trigger warning: mentions of child trafficking, implied sexual abuse, and child porn.

Y/N stepped out of the elevator, adjusting her visitor's badge. Though she was here on business, Y/N was excited to be able to visit with her bestie-- Penelope Garcia. Y/N had worked as an analyst for the FBI but switched to become an independent contractor after she got pregnant, wanting to spend more time at home. She had gotten an assignment to track down a hacker that had taken over a senator’s computer, threatening to release all of his dirty details. She found the unsub… and so much more. She tried going to the person who assigned her this project, but was ignored-- so she was going to seek out additional help.

She pushed the door open to the conference room, surprising the team. “Hello, everyone.” She stated, trying to hide her blush as her husband openly stared at her.

“What are you doing here, Y/N?” Matt asked, standing up from his chair.

She handed Penelope a hard drive, “I’ve got a case that I think that you will want to hear.” Y/N stated, trying to be professional-- silently signaling him to sit back down (which he did). “I was working on a hacker case and found this file hidden in a secret Cloud account on his hard drive.”

She had Penelope pull up his screen, then the cloud account. “Several links to livestock selling websites.” She shivered just thinking about the things that she saw.

Spencer frowned, “why would livestock selling websites be a BAU case?” Everyone turned to look at him, which made him blush, “what?”

Y/N rested a gentle hand on his shoulder, “They weren’t selling animals, Spence.” Without looking at the screen, Y/N clicked the next set of pictures. “They are selling people, mostly children-- infants and toddlers are very popular.” Several pictures of babies in various stages of undress popped up.. (A/N: Just writing this makes me want to throw up.)

Y/N had to close her eyes and take some deep breaths as a wave of nausea took hold of her. Matt moved to her side, not liking how she was holding her swollen stomach. “Love, are you okay?” He asked, softly rubbing her back.

She nodded, sucking in a deep breath. “I will be fine.”

With Penelope’s help, Y/N continued explaining all of the evidence she was able to collect from the hackers computer. She informed them that the hacker was in the interrogation room, waiting to be questioned by whomever they wanted to question him. Ross’ suggested that she be the one to question him, but both she and Matt refused-- not feeling comfortable.

Y/N stuck to Penelope like glue, wanting to do what she does best--hacking. She had an agent bring up her setup from her car, not being able to bring it up herself. Matt made an effort to stock Penelope’s office with bottled water and snacks, knowing how she gets when working on a case that involves children.

Y/N sat in the chair that was brought in for her, stating, “So, I was able to decrypt five photos that held links to different websites but I struggled with these last five,” she sent the photos to Penelope, “maybe you’ll have better luck.”

Penelope shot her a grin, “You know me, suga. My fingers are basically made of magic.”

Y/N chuckled as she focused on scanning through and tracking the websites that she was able to access. After an hour of going through the first website, she had to put in some headphones and play her calming playlist--her blood pressure had started to rise. By the 2nd hour, she had closed down multiple private chat rooms, tracked their IP addresses, and alerted the closest law enforcement agencies. Most of the users that she was coming across were foreign nationals, so she sent that information off to Interpol.

As the third hour rolled in, Y/N was brought out of her haze by a water bottle shoved into her face.

She removed her headphones, looking up at her husband's outstretched hand. “What’s this for?” She asked, slowly taking the bottle from him.

He rolled his eyes playfully, “Penelope informed me that you haven’t moved from in front of your computer for the last three hours, so I thought I’d pull you away for some air.”

Y/N’s heart melted as she let him help her up. “That is very sweet of you, Matthew.”

~Outside~

Matt ushered her to an empty bench, wanting her to be comfortable. He knew that this case was going to bring up some bad memories for her, which is going to put unnecessary stress on the baby.

He sat down next to her, pulling her into his side. “How are you doing? I know this case must be dragging up some old memories.”

She rested her head on his shoulder with a sigh. “It’s been fine.” She muttered, enjoying the peace. “I’ve been bypassing the videos, just closing them down as they pop up.”

“Good but you will tell me if anything changes, right?” He asked, pressing his lips to the crown of her head.

She nodded, taking a sip of the water bottle he gave her back in Penelope’s office. “Yeah, I will. Promise.”

~Penelope’s Domain~

They were only outside for ten minutes, which was enough time for Penelope to find something from the obscure pictures that Y/N found on the harddrive. Matt pressed a kiss to her cheek, then left her in Penelope’s care.

“So, I found something that I think that you need to see…” Penelope stated, looking and sounding anxious.

Y/N gulped, not liking how weird she was behaving. “What’s going on with you, Pen?”

Without looking, Penelope hit the enter key on her keyboard-- which brought up a series of photographs. “I found these pictures hidden in a folder labeled, Nikita…”

Y/N froze, not able to look away. She never thought that she would ever see those pictures again, especially not at work. “Oh my god…” Tears started to fall from her eyes as she turned from the computer. “Please, make them go away.”

Penelope quickly closed the file, not wanting to upset her friend anymore. “Is that you?” Penelope asked softly.

Y/N just nodded. “My biological mother sold me for a couple hundred dollars. I was only 2 years old, and was trafficked for 10 years.” Y/N choked back a sob, “I climbed out of a three story bathroom window and ran through miles of woods to get away. To my luck, a team of FBI agents were watching the house I had escaped from and picked me up.”

Penelope scooped Y/N into a tight hug, letting her get snot all over her. “Oh, Y/N…”

“Because of those agents, I was reunited with my biological father- who had been looking for me since my mother took me from him. I went into treatment for the trauma, which was great, and started private tutoring so that I could catch up with school. They never found the ring leader.” Y/N pulled away, wanting to blow her nose.

Penelope’s heart broke, but she wasn’t able to say anything because her computer dinged. She quickly turned back to see what was going on. “One of the websites that you tagged is streaming a live video.”

Y/N brushed the tears away and went back into professional mode. “I am going to try and track them, I want you to send the link to Emily and others.”

Penelope nodded, already alerting the team. Y/N tagged each user that signed on for the stream, wanting to put their asses in prison as much as the creator. She sighed as she tried to get it to track quicker, not once looking at what was being streamed. Without asking, Penelope froze the chat as those users were giving the creator ideas on what to do to the child.

Penelope took it upon herself to look into the videos of Y/N that she found, wanting to bring down the asshole who abused her. She was hoping that the man lurked on his posts, new and old. If she had learned anything from her dream team, it was that creeps love to watch their work in action. She tagged all IP addresses and usernames that appeared more than once--flagging the ones that lurked on the videos longer than the run time.

“I found him!” Penelope screamed, turning to face Y/N. She was freaking out with excitement. “I found him, Y/N, and he is local!” She turned back to her computer and sent the information to Derek and Matt.

Y/N frowned, confused about what her friend was freaking out about. “What are you talking about Pen?” She got up from her chair to see what Penelope was doing.

“I found the guy that hurt you. And I am sending the team to get him, because he is still posting new videos.” Penelope stated, not looking away from her computer.

Y/N took a step back, wanting to get away from the computer as quickly as possible. She grabbed a hold of her chair, feeling the world sway around her. “Pen…” She whispered as she collapsed… everything went dark just as she hit the floor.

~At the Hospital hours later~

Penelope must have called for an ambulance, because Y/N woke up to the sound of beeping. A part of her was happy that Penelope took the precaution, but the other half thought that she was overreacting. Y/N groaned, trying to sit up with her eyes still closed. As she tried to open her eyes, Y/N had to reclose them as pain began radiating through her head.

“Careful, love. You hit your head on the floor of Pen’s office.” Matt whispered, hoping to keep her calm.

She hummed as she snuck back into the hospital pillow, “can you please move my bed, so that I can be sitting up?”

Matt did as she asked, wanting her to be comfortable. “As you wish, love.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead as he stopped. “Let me turn down the lights before you open your eyes.”

“Okay,” she whispered, relaxing her face. “Did you get him?” She asked as she felt him walk away.

Matt focused on turning the light off, so that he could have a moment to push away his anger. He sat on the edge of her bed, lacing his fingers with hers. “We did…” He trailed off, which made her open her eyes.

“What are you withholding from me?” Y/N asked, sensing that he was hiding something.

He looked away from her, “It seems that he was keeping track of you. He had pictures of you starting from just after you escaped.” Matt felt her tense, “but he won’t ever be an issue again.”

Y/N sighed, “he’s dead.” It wasn’t a question, because she knew that Matt wouldn’t have settled with taking him alive. Y/N caressed her stomach, feeling comfortable.

“It’s over.” Matt whispered, pulling her into his arms.

“Finally..” She whispered, leaning into him and closing her eyes.

#requested #matt simmons #criminal minds imagines #criminal minds #trigger warning #childhood sexual abuse #pregnant #sweetswriting

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